You'll never make it as an artist.

Those words jolted me from my daydream like a slap in the face.

I was sitting in a small office at the back of the college art room in the middle of a tutorial. It was stuffy and crammed with files and boxes and art materials…

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It was the summer of 2006 when I made the decision to wind down my work as a freelance sign writer, and spend more time on my art. It had long been a dream of mine to work as an artist and taking the plunge was an exciting and scary moment.

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My Mum used to tell me to go into the Catering business when I was a teenager thinking about options. She said, everyone will always need to eat and drink, you'll always make a living with that as an occupation. She had a point, and for a while I even considered it

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With a new year firmly underway I am at last back at work after a very long absence. Beginning in November I was laid low with a nasty cold virus, and despite a few days here and there where I thought I was finally feeling a bit better I kept on lapsing into this awful state of being unwell

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I'm sitting in the coffee shop, and through the window I can see a blue sky streaked with long, grey clouds, it feels calm and yet although I committed to write a blog post each week I am sitting here struggling with what to write.

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